DEAR TIM MINCHIN

Dear Margaret, This was to be the third of the August snippets, in which I would explain my piano piece for you. Life, however, or death,...

Dear Tim, I don't imagine for one moment that you do know where Alex Mair is. (Or care, let's be honest.) I don't know how well you've...

You have no idea how much I am looking forward to this. The other 3058 fans in the Edinburgh Playhouse will be very happy to be there....

I wish that I could crochet. This beautiful girl is wearing and holding something crocheted by her dad. Isn't that somehow perfect? I...

Country roads, take me home, I hummed to John Denver. Home is where the heart is, Pliny retorted. I am homeward bound, Paul Simon wished....

My beautiful girl, You are a teenager now. It will seem a long time, forever, in fact, but it will come faster than you realise. You...

We have reached a place in the scheme of things where it is comfortable to all spend time together, Katrina, Ian, Isabelle and I. We can...

I am glad that I visited Margaret on Boxing Day - it had been a while, and I had been putting it off. She died earlier this week. It is...

We arrived at Raigmore Hospital in Inverness at 3 in the morning, on the 22nd of December (2004), two hours after my waters announced it...

My lovely friend Elaine recently sent me a letter I had written to her from The Train, on the 30th January 1992. We were 20 and I had not...

We went, last month, to a truly great 60th birthday party. We went, last month, to a truly great 60th birthday party. Great, because the...

Katrina said she thought it must be harder for someone with a bisexual partner, than someone with a heterosexual partner or a homosexual...

I wish you had never been born, she hears, when she dares to take herself there. She won't stay, she won't lay herself bare And she finds...

Better get back to Tim before I get carried away too soon with the angry people. I amended the cartoon that was Chris Madden's cartoon...

You deserve a medal, Isabelle. You would say you have already won it, but then you would also feel bad about thinking that. It has not...

I was rummaging around this bag of words for songs, staves, keys, accidentals (YOU were not that; you were so absolutely wanted, planned...

I still love Ian. This may sound implausible, but until the day I knew I was going to leave him, I did not know I was. Question: Is it...